Most of the time
I find myself gazing at a far away place
Looking beyond the grand horizon
Staring at where the sky and ocean meet
The waters reflecting the sun's rays
The day-to-night's perfect transition
The chilly wind blowing on my feet
Often I see
This beauty, this grandeur to behold
A moment's delight; I am left awed
A stolen glance at it's glorious splendor
Turning to warmth from the cold
My frozen heart from the ice be thawed
And all crimson clouds again with color
Often I dream
And imagine the clouds playing around
And I can see a face with a heav'nly smile
The sun shines across it with vibrance
The grace and love in my heart abound
I'd be star-strucked for a little while
And I shall continue with a cheerful dance
Often in love
I see the sun and clouds, moon and stars
A rainbow after the rage of a furious storm
A little rain, loneliness and pain, dark days
All these eerie thoughts become scarce
Knowing you and good times will conform
That day will be the day my heart stays
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Life in Poetry
PoetryRandom poetry attempts about life. Sparks of inspiration amidst all confusion. I hope I could inspire you all with these. So if you love it, just say so. If you hate it, I love you even so. Don't be afraid to leave a comment if you have to say any...
